You’re trying your best, to keep him satisfied. Let him get his rest, while you stay up all night. And he doesn’t wanna know what you would’ve done. Let him come and go, whatever state you’re in. Aren’t you the greatest? Your congratulations. All your love and patience, all your admiration. All the times you waited, for Dazai to want you naked. Made it all look painless. Doing what’s right, without a reward. And you don’t have to fight, if it’s not worth fighting for. You would’ve done anything at all, worse than anyone. You loved him, and you still do. Just wanted passion from him, you just wanted what you gave him. You waited and waited, unappreciated. He said his heart was jaded, he couldn’t even break it. You shouldn’t have to say it, he could’ve been the greatest. Your love with him was so complicated. And things got so bad you broke up, and you moved to New York. You visited your home city, Yokohama, once again to see old friends. And sure enough, your old love was there too. He was at the reunion, approaching you.

“It’s been a while. You look good.” He said casually, his hands in his pockets. His eyes piercing through you, the ones you remember getting lost in all the time. The man you had so much with. It was the right person, but the wrong time. And that was both of your mistakes.